The very first flowers I picked and presented to MK were a bunch of Dame's Rockets growing along side the Connoquenessing Creek (don't even bother trying to pronounce that name). Ever since then I find myself photographing them all the time, even though I have plenty of good shots of them already and really don't need anymore. Still, they remind me of her, as do the pics. Hardly the most romantic flower, but there you have it.
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